Today is the thirty fourth ‘anniversary’ of the legalization of abortion in the United States of America. I am thirty one years old, and I am adopted. I consider myself a survivor of abortion. I have no ideas or clues surrounding the circumstances faced by my birth mother or my birth father. I have never met them. I have played out so many different scenarios in my head over the years. The bottom line is that none of those matter. The only thing that matters is that they chose life over death. They chose to allow me to breathe, to see daylight, to grow, to have a full, rich life with adoptive parents that love me very much, and to have a family of my own. My life was in their hands, they chose to let me live. Thank you so much. Thank you.